Luke's POV
Luke's hands ran up and down my sides as mine went down his back. I started feeling strangled by the unbearable heat now in the room. I started unbuttoning my flannel and opened it having relief wash over me. Luke lifted my back and took the flannel off of me and threw it on the floor. He left his hand on my back though and fumbled around with the clasp of my bra, which he undid and tossed it aside. His hands were cold and I was thankful for that. His hands roamed my body as well as his lips did. I felt him massaging my inner thigh as I tugged at the bottom of his shirt, he got the hint and parted his body from mine to have his shirt join mine on the floor. His lips went back to my neck, I'm more then positive I'll have marks there in the morning because he's been working at it for a while now. We stayed like this for a while eventually I flipped us over and took control making sure to leave a few marks on him as well. Luke slowely stopped what he was doing though, he gave me one final kiss before laying down next to me. My breathing was heavy and so was his, I turned to face him and he smiled at me.
"Sorry, I just I think we should wait a little bit, don't think I dont want to because believe me I want you more then anything I just, I think it's too soon." Luke mumbled.
"It's okay Luke."
"I'm sorry," He whispered.
"It's okay Luke, stop saying sorry."
"I know but I just want you to make sure that I never meant to hurt you earlier," he mumbled.
"I know Luke, I know."
I grabbed his shirt off the floor and slipped it on. I cuddled into his side and he put his arm around me, I pulled the covers up and over us and kissed his shoulder.
"Goodnight Luke."
"Goodnight Juliet."
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When I woke up Luke was still sound asleep with his arms wrapped tightly around my waist. I nuzzled into his chest and he put his arms losely over my waist. I smiled to myself. I don't want to sound creepy but I would be lying if I said I didn't look at Luke while he was sleeping.
His eyes were closed and they weren't constantly narrowed or focused and stressed, they weren't filled with wrinkles and creases. There wasn't those lines in his forhead either that whenever he's angry or confused would show. His mouth was closed but the corners of it were ever so slightly pulled up. His hair was messy but somehow still perfect.
"I can feel you staring at me," He mumbled in his raspy morning voice, something I loved.
"Sorry," I smiled and looked away.
"So what do you want to do today?" He said stretching out his arms and legs.
"I don't know, let's see what everyone else is doing and just tag along?"
"Alright, I'm gonna shower though so I'll be back," Luke got up after kissing my head. After he closed the bathroom door I heard faint music coming from inside which he was probably playing from his phone. I got up and went over to my suitcase. I changed into a pair of dark faded blue skinny jeans and instead I went over to Luke's suitcase. I dug through it and took out his Nirvana t-shirt which I threw on. I left the room to see the house basically empty.
"Hey Michael, where's everyone?" I said to Mikey who was making himself food.
"Well Hayley, Scarlett, and Rosie are outside talking on the dock, I think they want to go shopping later today and they told me to tell you. Ashton and Calum went out to swim. John, Izzy, and Alex went out to a diner and should be back soon," He explained.
